A Veritable Feast (I.P.)

I didn’t know what Thanksgiving was.
It is a religious tradition, I was told,
that is observed on an annual basis
in cities throughout the New World.

God is praised for a bumper harvest
with prayers; then follow, I’ve heard,
a banquet that includes sweet corn,
squash and stuffing for a roasted bird.

I’d been invited as an honoured guest;
I was proud and very keen to attend.
It is a privilege that one can’t refuse
-if I am honest- it’s no use to pretend.

It has pleased me and it’s made my day
to be the object  of so much adulation;
to say I was asked because I'm a turkey
can be dismissed as pure speculation.

© Luigi Pagano 2014